[Intro: Nate Dogg (Kurupt)]
    I got love
  (Yeah for all y'all unaware)
  (Kurupt!)Fab-u-lous
  (Smash through, do whatcha do, and whatcha want to)
  Gang-sta Nate
  (Nate Dogg, remix with Bink)
  (Doin what we wanna...)
  Young Got-ti
    [Fabolous]
  Ok, that's right, Ghetto! (F-A-B)
  With the D-O double G, three fo' bubblies
  Three fo dubs and trees
  Chinky eyes, B-Low double G's
  Hit three fo' clubs and breeze
  The tree flow double trees
  Don't speak, the deez host publicly
  Dee low rubber knees, ski-o's double D's
  Don't know what these broads trouble grief
  For these roll double V's, please no slugs to squeeze
  (F-A-B) Told you I'm a rider, but you can thank the green
  For the gangsta lean, when I roll through in a rider
  You lookin at a "coast to coast G"
  I got love, but I still stash the toaster closely
  We bailin on police rides, cuz Nate
  Got some sticky so strong you could smell it on the Eastside
  Please believe it, believe it please
  You gon' see arms come out, like sleeveless T's
    [Nate Dogg]
  I got love
  I got love for, my homies who be rollin with me
  Play no games
  Play no games cuz, ain't nobody playin with me
  I got love
  I got love for, my niggaz on my family tree
  Down with the ghetto, down for whatever
  If you was down before then you still gon' be down with me
    [Kurupt]
  Format ya doormat
  Stomp and stampede on emcees like doormats (Yeah)
  Contriceptic, unload and get swallowed like anestheptic
  Step up and accept it
  You wanna see the shells shift
  Wiggle ya torso or make ya bottom or ya hips slip
  like a slick disc and twist
  Buster boy Bobby, sockin all y'all is a hobby
  Got 'em loungin in the lobby
  Automatic tacts automatically cause tragedies and catastrophies
  Suckers! (I got love)
  And all the homies round up, throw the pound up
  Kurupt out to show y'all how to strut like what (I got love)
  Pros - they adore me, I keep all pros lookin for me
  Alive to tell this story, and I
  And who am I, be the agostra Gotti
  Sinatra sloss sling, soldiers
    [Nate Dogg]
  Cap-tain Save
  Captain Save A, Hooker cuz she hangin on me
  She can't hang
  She can't hang cuz, I ain't lookin for a wifey
  Just in-case
  Just incase I, better take a weapon with me
  When these hoes
  When these hoes get clever, down for whatever
  If she stress me some more
  I'll leave the heffer down in the street
    [B.R.E.T.T.]
  (I got love) For chucktailors and Converse
  C'mere let's con-verse, I mean where you heard those words first
  (I got blunts) .. My niggaz put in hard work
  Twenty four hours and packs go like front work
  (I got love) Crips and Bloods, chick who'll split'cha mugs
  Same bitches that strip for bucks
  (Got no love) For half these dudes spittin
  Other half don't live it see.. I talk about it bitch
  (I got slugs) Play Brutus, Popeye your ass, reach for my spinach
  You see how I'm eatin contenders
  (I'm grown up) Y'all children, I'm more original
  more lyrical, plus dogg..
  (I got hugs) For fans wavin they hands, repeatin my sentence
  My times now, eat when I'm finished
  (As for y'all) You?? You oppose no threat
  Got your chick hollering B.R.E.T.T.!
    [Nate Dogg]
  I got love
  I got game cuz, the game was given to me
  Say my name
  Say my name cuz, ain't nobody tighter than me
  Give it up
  Give it up if, you like the way I'm rockin this beat
  I don't know
  Know nothin better, chasin my cheddar
  If you ain't lovin the boy, you ain't never listened to me